Hi Wes

I LOVE hearing of rare incidents like that!

I was talking with an OM one night about 10 years ago, he was out in
the Denver area, I don't remember off hand which band we were on, but
in the background he had a 2 meter rig tuned to his local repeater.
It was quiet, no traffic while I was talking with him at all. Then
suddenly, as plain as day we heard a voice on the repeater come in
about mid sentence of a Triple A towtruck driver talking to a stranded
motorist, as the driver read back the license plate for verification,
it was this fellows own car tags, so we paused our conversation so he
could listen to the call, which must have been intermod of some type.

He was gone for a short while, but when he came back to the radio, he
said, darnest thing, my car is in the garage! It was bugging him to
no end, so he paused again to call Triple A. I hung around for about
a half hour waiting for him and was just ready to call it quits when
he gave me a call. That tags were from an adjoining state, but the
irony of the whole thing was, both registered owners had near
identical names. Not spelled the same, but close enough that they
could be mistaken for each other when spoken orally. Dow Einsteen and
Bo Weinstein or something close to those combinations.

I bumped into him on the same band about 3 months later and he was
still talking about it!

TTUL
Gary

This is called "Synchronicity"-----Meaningful coincidence.
There is a yahoo group that discusses this
"Gary V. Deutschmann, Sr." wrote in message
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Hi Wes

I LOVE hearing of rare incidents like that!

I was talking with an OM one night about 10 years ago, he was out in
the Denver area, I don't remember off hand which band we were on, but
in the background he had a 2 meter rig tuned to his local repeater.
It was quiet, no traffic while I was talking with him at all. Then
suddenly, as plain as day we heard a voice on the repeater come in
about mid sentence of a Triple A towtruck driver talking to a stranded
motorist, as the driver read back the license plate for verification,
it was this fellows own car tags, so we paused our conversation so he
could listen to the call, which must have been intermod of some type.

He was gone for a short while, but when he came back to the radio, he
said, darnest thing, my car is in the garage! It was bugging him to
no end, so he paused again to call Triple A. I hung around for about
a half hour waiting for him and was just ready to call it quits when
he gave me a call. That tags were from an adjoining state, but the
irony of the whole thing was, both registered owners had near
identical names. Not spelled the same, but close enough that they
could be mistaken for each other when spoken orally. Dow Einsteen and
Bo Weinstein or something close to those combinations.

I bumped into him on the same band about 3 months later and he was
still talking about it!

TTUL
Gary

"Radio Man" wrote in message
...
This is called "Synchronicity"-----Meaningful coincidence.
There is a yahoo group that discusses this
"Gary V. Deutschmann, Sr." wrote in message
...
Hi Wes

I LOVE hearing of rare incidents like that!


Well mine was as follows.....

In the early 1980s I was working as a salesman in a marine instrumentation manufacturer in
South UK and much of our product went to Aberdeen in Scotland about 500 miles North of us,
in the oil exploration days in the North Sea. I spoke to about 50 people up there
regularly (sales) and "knew them" quite well / recognised their voices......

One day I was dialling "X" and got a crossed line - I listened for a few seconds and then
couldn't believe my ears... - it was "Y" talking to "Z", both of whom I knew, and both of
whom were discussing buying something from me (my company) each was in a different
company up there about 5 miles apart.... I broke in and they could hear me too and for a
short while we were all aghast at how tiny those odds must have been.

I rarely get a cross line let alone with anyone I know, let alone with two people I know,
and let alone talking about me !!! It will never happen again..... There's something
slightly spooky about that..

Nick

"Radio Man" verbositized:

This is called "Synchronicity"-----Meaningful coincidence.
There is a yahoo group that discusses this

Hey, thanks Radio Man!

I had never heard that word before.
See, one learns something new everyday.

Over 150 people showed up at a funeral home for my uncles funeral.
Only thing was, my uncle was very much alive.
With a name like ours, you don't see too many duplicates, hi hi.....
So when the Obit appeared in the paper, folks just assumed it was my
uncle and donned their Sunday best and headed off for the funeral
parlor.
He really ENJOYED all of his friends calling him up to express their
condolences and he was the one answering the phone.

TTUL
Gary

Gary V. Deutschmann, Sr. wrote:
Hi Wes

I LOVE hearing of rare incidents like that!

OK.

1969, Osan AFB, ROK.

I'm an Army E-5 and go into badge and ID to get a new ID card and plop
my papers on the counter.

Guy behind the counter gives me and my papers the triple take, gets a
set of papers of a desk, plops them on the counter and says "This guy
left 10 minutes ago, what's going on here".

I see a picture of what seems to be me as an Air Force lieutenant.

Same height, weight, color of hair and eyes, same mustache, same first
and last name, facial features close enough to pass. The only difference
was our middle initials and Air Force instead of Army.

It took a while to get my ID card...

--
Jim Pennino

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OK.

1969, Osan AFB, ROK.

I'm an Army E-5 and go into badge and ID to get a new ID card and plop
my papers on the counter.

Guy behind the counter gives me and my papers the triple take, gets a
set of papers of a desk, plops them on the counter and says "This guy
left 10 minutes ago, what's going on here".

I see a picture of what seems to be me as an Air Force lieutenant.

Same height, weight, color of hair and eyes, same mustache, same first
and last name, facial features close enough to pass. The only difference
was our middle initials and Air Force instead of Army.

It took a while to get my ID card...

Hi Jim,

I couldn't help but reflect tangentially on another ID card incident.
This time with the Navy and the head of the Nuclear Navy himself,
Admiral Hyman Rickover. He was a thorn in every side at every level
(but that is how to make an honestly robust and bullet-proof weapons
system unlike star wars).

To test security, he made an ID card with the picture of a monkey on
it and then wandered through secure areas. He was challenged along
the way, and you are to be sure those who simply saluted the uniform
were cashiered. Hymie cut a wide swath through a lot of bases a lot
of brass and congress. The only other figure in DC that was as feared
was J. Edgar Hoover.

73's
Richard Clark, KB7QHC

Hi Rich

I shouldn't probably say this publicly, but it was so many years ago
it probably wouldn't matter today anyhow.

A was working for company that worked under government contracts, we
all had ID badges of course.
Because of my and other co-workers clearance level, we had badges that
without close examination looked like the upper echelon of a
department we had to walk through a few times.
This caused all the workers in that department to begin working hog
wild until we had passed through.
But that's not the funniest part. Each of us in the team I was in had
black dot security clearance as well, which just appears to the eye as
a black dot on our badges.
A few of the upper echelon of the other department wanted to follow us
so they conveniently placed a simple black dot on their badges and
tailed in a secure area with us as part of the group.
No sooner than the doors behind us shut, the security doors in the
hallway slammed shut as well and we were all trapped like rats in a
maze until security came and hauled those not of our group away.
Every single one of them got the axe, even though they were part of
the upper echelon.
We too got into trouble as being the group that held the door open for
them to come in, which was a bummer. But our trouble was just a 2
hour long lecture (on the clock).
This was way back in the 60's and security monitoring equipment was
quite advanced back then. I hate to think of what it is today!

TTUL
Gary

On 07 Jul 2004 16:38:09 EDT, am (Gary V.
Deutschmann, Sr.) wrote:

This was way back in the 60's and security monitoring equipment was
quite advanced back then. I hate to think of what it is today!

Hi Gary,

Unfortunately, the top team in power has lost ground in that regard.
The following clip (very much like your story, sans the concern) is
from "The American Conservative":

======================

In early winter, an incident occurred that was seared into my memory.
A coworker and I were suddenly directed to go down to the Mall
entrance to pick up some Israeli generals. Post-9/11 rules required
one escort for every three visitors, and there were six or seven of
them waiting. The Navy lieutenant commander and I hustled down. Before
we could apologize for the delay, the leader of the pack surged ahead,
his colleagues in close formation, leaving us to double-time behind
the group as they sped to Undersecretary Feith’s office on the fourth
floor. Two thoughts crossed our minds: are we following close enough
to get credit for escorting them, and do they really know where they
are going? We did get credit, and they did know. Once in Feith’s
waiting room, the leader continued at speed to Feith’s closed door. An
alert secretary saw this coming and had leapt from her desk to block
the door. "Mr. Feith has a visitor. It will only be a few more
minutes." The leader craned his neck to look around the secretary’s
head as he demanded, "Who is in there with him?"

This minor crisis of curiosity past, I noticed the security sign-in
roster. Our habit, up until a few weeks before this incident, was not
to sign in senior visitors like ambassadors. But about once a year,
the security inspectors send out a warning letter that they were
coming to inspect records. As a result, sign-in rosters were laid out,
visible and used. I knew this because in the previous two weeks I
watched this explanation being awkwardly presented to several North
African ambassadors as they signed in for the first time and wondered
why and why now. Given all this and seeing the sign-in roster, I asked
the secretary, "Do you want these guys to sign in?" She raised her
hands, both palms toward me, and waved frantically as she shook her
head. "No, no, no, it is not necessary, not at all." Her body language
told me I had committed a faux pas for even asking the question.

=========

This is of course entirely consistent with a DoD that sold the
contract to build super secret Nuclear Sub propellers to a foreign
outfit that immediately turned the design over to the Chinese. We
have also commissioned the work for Immigration security to an
offshore company completely acing out two American companies with a
long track record in this business.

73's
Richard Clark, KB7QHC

"Richard Clark" wrote
Admiral Hyman Rickover. He was a thorn in every side at every level
(but that is how to make an honestly robust and bullet-proof weapons
system unlike star wars).

Hi Richard -

Luckily, Rickover was never part of a weapons system. Or else, in addition
to driving a submarine that was too heavy, too slow, and could not dive as
deep as the enemy because of his assanine demands on the nuke plant, we
would have also had torpedoes that were slower than the enemy that was
hunting us. Bad enough that they dove deeper ran faster and had torpedoes
faster than we were. I once had some twit Canadian who was visiting across
Lake Erie when I was home on leave, tell me that the U.S. simply out-spent
the Soviets in the Cold War.. That jerk-off would never know the harrowing
times that we were nearly rammed by packs of faster boats that could sweep
an area at nearly twice our top speed. They would race, stop listen, charge
another direction, stop listen, etc. We out-trained and out-manuevered that
dedicated adversary, and anybody that thinks differently reads too many
novels..

Also, the Chinese never got our propellers, and it wouldn't matter if they
did then or now. It was the Soviets that bought the ballbearing technology
for sound silencing from Toshiba - who violated their contract by "sharing"
it.

Best regards,

Jack

"Jack Painter" wrote in message news:zn1Hc.20$Qj.6@lakeread01..

Luckily, Rickover was never part of a weapons system. Or else, in addition
to driving a submarine that was too heavy, too slow, and could not dive as
deep as the enemy ...


To get back to antennas...

Buoyant Wire Antenna (BWA) System
Buoyant wires are long, towed antennas that provide a submarine with
the ability to communicate while remaining deeply submerged. The
system consists of a buoyant wire antenna, a reeling machine which
deploys, tows, and retrieves the antenna, reeling machine controls, a
transmit/receive switch, and an antenna coupler. When the submarine
wishes to communicate, the buoyant wire antenna is deployed via the
reeling machine which can be mounted either inboard or outboard of the
pressure hull. A portion of the antenna floats at or near the sea
surface and receives radio signals. An antenna that allows both
transmit and receive in the HF band is also available. Signals
received on the Buoyant Wire Antenna are filtered and amplified in the
Antenna Coupler located in the radio room. This coupler is a broadband
device that provides the interface between the special antenna and the
standard submarine radio receivers. Because the system is broadband,
it is LINK Eleven compatible.

http://www.sippican.com/stuff/conten...et/buoyant.pdf